and i do not yearn to be on the wrong end –
of dangerous egotists
maybe working from a home-space
is how i manage my head-space

i slept on the sofa
just for a while
to try and lift the fog

it was grey this morning
i stepped outside
and the cool may air
filled my lungs
and open my eyes

i talked about love
when socially,
i could barely manage a hug

what is the new normal
raindrops,
but more formal?
hugs all round
but with such a different sound